Brit Brit left Bally’s gym yesterday looking like she was freshly sprayed down with Cheeto dust. She’s looking a little burned, so they probably switched to the Flamin’ Hot Cheetos. Speaking of, I can’t find those rojo caliente cheetos anywhere! I used to eat bags of that nasty shit daily, but it makes your fingers look like you’ve been in Tommy Girl’s no-no hole.
In other BS news, the Daily Star claims Brit Brit has already bought her burial plot! Daddy Spears allowed Brit Brit to go to a film screening at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery. Brit Brit got bored while watching the movie so she wandered around and found Rudolph Valentino’s grave. This made her think of Marilyn Monroe and that’s when she told her friend she wanted to be buried there.
A source said, “She’s fascinated that Marilyn asked her favorite make-up artist to make her look beautiful after she died and picked her own burial plot. So when Britney saw Rudolph Valentino’s grave at the cemetery she shrieked and said she wanted one. She told her aides: ‘I ’m going to live for ever so I want to be brought to the Forever Cemetery when I’m 101.’” Wait…what if she isn’t dead when she’s 101? She wants to be brought there anyway?
This just isn’t true. Brit Brit doesn’t want to be buried with the regular folk! She wants to be cremated and mixed with her two true loves: frapp powder and Cheeto dust. Me too, actually.